I’m sidetracked from working on my exam. Sometimes when I look at it, the words are all just a mashed-up mess without meaning. Empty sentences. Sidetrackedness bringing me here, I now feel like Murai.
It’s empty. It’s full of words, but the emptiness cover everything, like a blanket on my mind.
The voices in my head keep talking all over each other. It doesn’t matter anymore if they’re trying to help, or just playing. The words go right trough me and tears my concentration to rags.
I should get up. I should write my way out of this. I was a writer, not very long ago. I have a pen. My hands remember how to use it, even if my mind is unreliable.
But the emptiness won’t go away.
It coats everything.
I can’t see through it.
… Anyway, of all the sidetracks I could go down, this is one of the nicer ones. *nods sagely*
“The Veiled, whatever our other failings, are no cowards.”
heh.
🙂
Yeah, you’d think talking bears are those kinds of things you’d remember, really… hehe, made me giggle.
I’m sidetracked from working on my exam. Sometimes when I look at it, the words are all just a mashed-up mess without meaning. Empty sentences. Sidetrackedness bringing me here, I now feel like Murai.
It’s empty. It’s full of words, but the emptiness cover everything, like a blanket on my mind.
The voices in my head keep talking all over each other. It doesn’t matter anymore if they’re trying to help, or just playing. The words go right trough me and tears my concentration to rags.
I should get up. I should write my way out of this. I was a writer, not very long ago. I have a pen. My hands remember how to use it, even if my mind is unreliable.
But the emptiness won’t go away.
It coats everything.
I can’t see through it.
… Anyway, of all the sidetracks I could go down, this is one of the nicer ones. *nods sagely*
You can be sage?
I manage that occasionally, but I suspect I am usually more tarragon.